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 Feb 2014 Izzah Batrisyia
Marian
My china rose
Is kissed with dew
Like dazzling pearls and jewels
Flung across a bolt of satin ruffles
You're my china rose
Even though you're silver
But that just makes you
Even more beautiful
Like a moonlight colored
China rosebud

*~Marian~
Another poem for my cat, Lady Jane!!! :) ~~~~<3
When smoke fills lungs

            Blood in veins freeze

                       Tears stream down on face

                               Hands collapse disgraced

                                   Heart's screams ignored

                                           Lips curl

                                                   Mouth exhales.

Angel cries for that soul.
When smoke fills lungs.




- Feb 23rd, 2014. 3:13 am.
I'm sorry that I'm not your Prince Charming
The knight riding in with armor shining
I'm sorry I'm not your superhero
Carrying you up from the ground below
I have tried so hard to drop my guard
And open my hands to hold your heart
But it isn't mine to hold
There will come one to guard your soul
One to stand up for you strong and bold
The one made to hold your hand
And I am sorry that I'm not him.
far away from the world
where you hold her hand
kiss her cheek
don’t give a second thought to me

is a land in rewind
where she becomes
a beautiful stranger

backwards in time we go
reversing the fade in your smile
when your eyes met mine
back, back, back
so we grew stronger
invisible cracks sealing
instead of breaking

and finally once again
i can feel your breath on my neck

a land where your eyes
don’t hesitate to meet mine

the only place
i find the relief  of your smile
this is the only space in the universe
where i connect the freckles on your face
and
grab your hand
when i feel the claws of nostalgia
tickling my mind

always
my eyes will meet the light of a morning gleam
and your touch
is such a distant memory

just a reminiscent kiss
that makes waking up
so much harder

but oh god
i pray you give me a sigh of regret
before you fall asleep at night
its been 5 months and i've dreamt about you nearly every night
Call me stupid
        Tell me to go home
               But what I am not is

Dim sum
                      As I have found out
                           Is food son

Tasty Dim sum
                               Please for give me
                                          I just thought it
Chinese idiot.
                                             Life is reborn
                                                    Dam I like chinese food

Must be Dim son.
Breathing in
breathing out
through the nose
through the mouth
Going north
going south
with a plan
or without

Speaking soft
screaming loud
blending  in
with the crowd
Hiding in
coming out
from the closet
with no doubt

One way
or another
we depend
from the other
From the one
behind our back
saving us
from the wreck

Breathing in
breathing out
standing up
looking proud
through the pain
crying loud
that is
what's
all about
Copyright Afrodita Nestor
Yes it's true I'm cheating on you
Blatantly with another site
I'm so enamored by her poetry
We're now hanging out  in broad daylight

I keep going back and forth
Between both you and it
Pouring out poetry deep from my heart
Now I'm not sure I can ever quit

I do feel a tad bit guilty
This sharing of my poetic love
But like you heard, with the written word
I can't seem to get enough

She accepts me for who I am
Even welcomed me with open arms
I was thinking the whole time in the back of my mind
What could possibly be the harm

Now I feel I'm in way to deep
To swim out of this cheaters stream
The current is swift and the banks are steep
Guess I'll just drown in sweet misery

I'm so glad to get this off of my chest
Perhaps it'll take away some of the guilt
Although I sometimes hang with that other harlot
I want you to know I love you still

Yes the rumors are true that I'm cheating on you
With another poetry site
A month ago who would have known
I'd have more than one mistress  in my life
Well I certainly feel better now!
How about you?
 Feb 2014 Izzah Batrisyia
M
I said your name and you barely turned around
When you saw me, you looked away
and put on a little frown
What is it? Can you tell I'm (gay?)
Or are you just ******, or down?
I love you far too much to see you this way
But maybe it's not you, it's me
The beautiful dances we used to execute
Were not what they will be
I'm not sure what's going on with you
You avert your eyes and don't reach or conclude,
Tarry a bit too short, dislike spending time,
I won't pretend I'm anyone else's but mine.
The light in your eyes, what's made them see and lose?
Is it me you hate?
Is there nothing I can do?
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